Heavythoughts Stories

This poetry book is quite unique from all my others. I use all my own photos, and I'm really sharing my personal thoughts.

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I showed up when it mattered - when nights were long and silent, when the world felt cold. I carried weight that wasn't mine. I fed, I bathed, I held, I drove hours to see tiny faces, to make sure everything was safe. I gave my heart, my energy, my time, even when the world ignored me. I was left unseen, unheard, and in silence. I held the weight of children that became mine in every heartbeat. Even when hurt and betrayal struck, I stood. I survived heartbreak, abandonment, and loneliness. In time, the weight lifted. The memory faded. I was free. I was whole. I learned love does not need validation, care does not require recognition. Now, I walk lighter. I give where it is welcomed. I protect what is mine. I am the one who showed up, loved fiercely, and in that, I am untouchable.

You're either sad already or you will become sad from reading this. Trying to write hard and clear about what hurts, cause that is what art is all about.

Under The Mask is a collection of different venting/ranting/reflective poems from different stages of my life. Possible TWs may include: Religious trauma, Suicide, and anything along those lines. Each poem is raw and from the heart, under the mask.

A birthday isn't always a celebration. Sometimes it's just proof that you survived another year. If your birthday doesn't feel special anymore, you'll understand this piece.

These are some of my original stories that I wright when the inspiration comes to me, hope you enjoy :) Feedback is very appreciated. Instagram-@tales_of_time_blog